"Huh?" Yang Fengfeng asked, "Listening to your tone, the head of this sect should be very powerful." Can you satisfy my curiosity and tell me what kind of realm he is? It's good that I have a goal to work hard for. ”

Chen Changsheng shook his head directly, turned around and left, and gave Yang Fengfeng a hopeless look before leaving.

"Hey ......"

"Don't feed it, let me tell you, the current head Wu Xuankong, in the early stage of Mahayana, his combat power is comparable to that of the middle Mahayana period. The talent is so high and the force is so strong that no one in the same realm can match it. Chen Fanfan smiled: "Now, he has been in retreat for so long, maybe he has broken through the middle stage of Mahayana." So unless you survive the catastrophe, you don't have to think about such a thing as beating him. ”

Yang Fengfeng thought about it, the Mahayana monk and the Jindan monk are one in heaven and the other on the earth, which is indeed incomparable. And people are said to be invincible in the same rank. "By what you say, I don't have a chance at all?"

"You think too much, you use the word opportunity, you are in the wrong place." Chen Fanfan felt that it was very interesting to count Yang Fengfeng, this guy's talent for being a spirit chef was higher than her, and the sullen breath that he was invisibly pressed by was finally out now.

For her blow, Yang Fengfeng had no interest in fighting back. He turned his head to Chen Wanxi and said, "Then if I really have the ability to defeat the head of the sect in the future, will you really ......?"

"Hehe, it's really lustful, okay, if you can defeat Wu Xuankong, why not let me be your woman? But if you can't, hehe......"

Yang Fengfeng pretended to shrink his head, "For twenty years, if I can't do it, I will be your disciple, and I will be a cow and a horse for the rest of my life to serve the beautiful sister, this is always okay." ”

In 20 years, a generation has changed on the earth. The time may be very short for other monks, but for Yang Fengfeng, it is a long time. If he can't defeat Wu Xuankong in twenty years, it will prove that he has no ability to return to Earth.

It's a determination.

"Twenty years, good, I agreed. You can apprentice, and after the apprenticeship, I will provide you with all the resources you need. I'm not afraid that you can really do it, I'm afraid that you can't do it, hehe. Chen Wanxi looked at Yang Fengfeng strangely. He doesn't look like a fool, but why he would do such a stupid thing is unknown.

Is it because you are too confident, or because you are blinded by love?

However, it doesn't matter, this is what he sent to the door himself, and he accepted a talent for nothing, which is beneficial and harmless for the Chen family. Although Chen Wanxi didn't think that Yang Fengfeng might defeat Wu Xuankong in the future, his perseverance, his perseverance, and his qualifications were all the best choices. Otherwise, the Song family is secretly sending people all over the world to find him?

"Okay, there's no evidence, why don't we make a note." As soon as it came to the evidence, Yang Fengfeng remembered the feeling of déjà vu.

"Yes, you're funny, hehe." After setting up the written evidence, it was clear that Chen Wanxi was not afraid that others would snatch Yang Dingfeng's talent, and he could only serve the Chen family in the future.

After the note was established, Chen Fanfan suddenly patted Yang Fengfeng's shoulder: "It's okay to set up the note, we will be people in the same boat in the future." ”

Twenty years have passed, and she has decided that Yang Fengfeng will definitely lose.

After the notes were set up and collected in duplicate, Yang Dingfeng could finally happily apprentice, and Chen Wanxi could happily accept apprentices. Both sides have their own plans, each with its own ghosts.

After worshipping the teacher, Chen Wanfa gave Yang Dingfeng a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword, which is a small level worse than the high-grade magic weapon kitchen knife that has been passed down from generation to generation, but the flying sword is more suitable for those who practice the immortal sword technique.

Because even the ancestors of the Spirit Canteen have never fought on the battlefield with a magic weapon kitchen knife. Generally speaking, kitchen knives, even if they reach the magic weapon level, are only tools for cooking. When I really used the knife and gun, no one had ever used it as a magic weapon to fight, firstly, because I was not used to it, and secondly, I felt that the kitchen knife was not a regular combat weapon.

"Thank you, Master." Yang Dingfeng happily played with the magic weapon flying sword. When the weapon reaches the magic weapon level, once the mana arrives, it can be big or small. Like this kind of flying sword, some monks also like to put it into physical recuperation. In this way, one can increase the affinity between the person and the sword, and the other is to make the flying sword attack the other party by surprise - open your mouth and spit out, and the sword can fly out of your body!

"There are also these pills for you to hold, and when the realm is improved in the future, I will give you better pills." Chen Wanxi threw a pill bottle at Yang Fengfeng.

He opened it and looked at it, only to smell it, and was immediately pleasantly surprised: "This ...... Could it be a third-order elixir, Master? ”

"Yes, you practice the four exercises at the same time, at present, the doors are all profound, with spiritual food and elixir, you can practice crazy in the future. However, it is still important to pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and sometimes, you have to stop and think about what you really want so that you don't lose your way. It is best to cultivate gradually, and the water will come naturally, otherwise sometimes the desire for speed will not be reached. After Yang Fengfeng worshipped his teacher, Chen Wanxi's tone was much softer and more serious.

"Okay, thank you for your teachings." Yang Fengfeng is also very fast. Now he is no longer the fledgling Yang Pinnacle. As far as the realm of martial arts on the earth is concerned, he has reached the peak, the peak of the earth's martial arts.

Although his current strength is only in the Jindan realm in this world, he has the confidence to win when he reaches the peak of his strength.

It's not arrogance, it's self-confidence, a strong self-confidence in one's own determination and abilities.

"Good. This time, I will give you a task for the teacher. A month ago, on behalf of the Spirit Canteen, you went to participate in the Immortal Sect's annual elite disciple selection competition as my own disciple, and there must be no mistake. She got off the task so quickly, which made Yang Dingfeng a little dumbfounded.

"Okay, Master, I'll go and participate." Yang Fengfeng had the resources, so he didn't have much interest in those elite disciple selection competitions. His goal is to surpass Wu Xuankong, to become an immortal, and to have the ability to return to the earth. There, too, he and his lover, his family, and his children.

"Hehe, don't just deal with it, it's best to be able to enter the top ten, the sect has a very generous reward for the top ten disciples." Chen Wanxi's eyes were like torches, and she saw that Yang Fengfeng was not very interested, so she lured her with profit.

Sure enough, when Yang Fengfeng heard that there was a generous reward, his eyes immediately brightened, and he was still the kind of thief who was bright and bright. "Master Beauty, tell me what kind of rich rewards there are?"

Chen Wanxi smiled faintly: "The rewards are different every year, but the top pills and magic weapons must be indispensable." (To be continued.) )